I got a beautiful bunch of roses with a note that really moved me the night before my wedding. The two scrawled words on the card—”I don’t”—left me out of breath and confused.
Mark and I had been together for six years and were now going to get married. At least, that’s what I thought about our relationship.
As my girls and I got ready for the big day, the bouquet showed up and caught me off guard. The mysterious message on the card made my mind race.
It looked like a mean joke, but what was it really? Mark didn’t answer the phone when I called him.
With the help of my girls, I chose to talk to Mark. When we got to his place, he said he didn’t send the flower or write the note.
Eric, Mark’s brother, was there, and his strange behavior made people suspicious. Could he be engaged or not?
The next morning, Eric told me the shocking truth: he had sent the flower to tell me he loved me forever.
I felt lied to and shocked. How could Mark’s own brother ruin our big day?
I told Mark the truth with a sad heart. As he talked to Eric, his hurt and rage were clear.
Eric was kicked out of the wedding and Mark’s life after the fight.
Mark and I said our vows despite the chaos. Our love is stronger than ever. I learned that to be truly committed, you have to face problems head-on.
In my heart, Mark’s words stuck out as he held me close after the ceremony: “We made it through this… and nothing… no one… is going to come between us again.”
I learned that day that love can get through even the worst shocks.
Would you like to say something about this story? What would you do if you were Carly?
